Turn On The Lights

Billy came from a long line of shade tree mechanics Arm like a rocket taking off left-handed Never knew his mama but he kept her bandana

Spiral through the tire, he was always playing Round bale backstop even in the rain and Every September he would wake up saying

Turn on the lights, turn on the lights Light me up like a lone star on Friday night 4th and 1 Come on, let me run I been waitin' for this moment for all my life So, turn on the lights

There ain't much to do in a water tower town 'Cept haul a little hay and wonder how to get out And dream about the fall when the sun goes down

Turn on the lights, turn on the lights Light me up like a lone star on Friday night 4th and 1 Come on, let me run I been waitin' for this moment for all my life So, turn on the lights

Every now and then I see a glow in the distance Barely hear the band but I hometown miss it I think about Billy, hope he big time did it

Turn on the lights, turn on the lights Light me up like a lone star on Friday night 4th and 1 Come on, let me run I been waitin' for this moment for all my life So, turn on the lights

Turn on the lights Turn on the lights